Gemotions

The shiny invitation landed on the kitchen table like a trophy. Sarah felt a warmth spread through her chest. She had always been an underdog. The awkward girl with braces and frizzy hair. Now? She was a doctor, saving lives.

She found herself walking around the house later, smoothing the pristine surfaces of her beautifully decorated home. She couldn't help but feel a glow as she walked through the garden, admiring the perfect rows of vegetables. She had created this life.

That evening, she called her mother. “Mom, I got my reunion invitation.” Her voice carried a certain music.

“Oh, darling! How wonderful! Are you going?” her mother asked.

“Yes, I am,” Sarah replied, with a finality that brooked no argument.